Hell yeah I got it back!I own it like weed in a bag!Damn sho’ you gonna begFor mercy like G-Unit’s swag.That was ’03 - Uh-wee!It was all G. but now it’s sweet…Guess I got my swagga back,Guess I got my swagga back.And my lyrics so retarded!Think about it, didn’t even started.This is the quiet before the storm,Call me Katrina when I’m on a microfone!

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It’s on! Oh, it’s on!Fuck a lyric, I go off the dome!And even if I suck,Got swag, so yea, it’s bad luck!FUCK – OUTTA – MY - FACE!BETTER – RUN – LIKE - IN A -RACE!Feel like erasin’ yo’ entire rase and……just forget bitch, you’re a disgrace!Tryin’ to go international baby,Buy you some wheels and condo maybe!But I’m not into havin’ your baby,I heard that daddies are fuckin’ up lately!We got sum fresh cacat,Hold it man, yeah, rewind back!We got sum fresh cacat,I said cacat, whatchu kno’ about that?